"Zevon Forever" lyrics

Indian summer Lake Mojave
It's hot for November but that's fine by me
Lately I been losing my mind
Ain't had time to sleep it's just
Grind, grind, grind

I need some space
Some time to breathe
This motherfucking stress been getting to me
Poison my soul with a trunk full of drugs
Light up my soul with the Gods above

"Lawyers, Guns and Money" on the radio
Tan lines Modelo's and some stepped on blow
Kick back
Take a drag
Good times like these don't tend to last

Hard times and cheap boxed wine
Bloodshot eyes and a woman's lies
I'm getting old and you'd think I'd know by now
Falling love is just a waste of time

"Lawyers, Guns and Money" on the radio
Tan lines Modelo's and some stepped on blow
Kick back
Take a drag
Good times like these don't tend to last

"Lawyers, Guns and Money" on the radio
Tan lines Modelo's and some stepped on blow
Kick back
Take a drag
Good times like these don't tend to last